The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 284

"Mom, I'm thirsty..." Rebecca suddenly remembered and used a cotton swab to moisten Yvette's lips. "The doctor said you can drink water only twelve hours after waking up, so let's just riisten them first." Yvette enjoyed Rebecca's careful attention, her thick eyelashes fluttering gently.

"Mom, do Grandma and Dad think I embarrassed the family?" asked Yvette.

Rebecca's expression froze. After Ella publicly accused Yvette in front of the national audience, Selena slammed her cane to the ground, clutching her chest, seething so much she was speechless. Selena had invited a bunch of her old friends to watch the livestream, gushing about the pride she had in her granddaughter. Little did she know, it would all turn into a big joke.

Since Yvette had her accident, Selena hadn't asked about her once. "Yvette, your grandma hasn't visited because she hasn't been feeling well lately.

"Your dad and Finn are busy with the company and dealing with the online rumors. Once things calm down, they'll definitely come to see you." "Okay," Yvette replied softly. "I'll get better soon, so you guys don't have to worry about me."

"Good girl," Rebecca said, feeling relieved.

The next day, Rebecca stayed by Yvette's side, personally taking care of her. By evening, seeing Rebecca looking tired, Yvette

convinced her to go home and rest, assuring Rebecca that the caregiver could look after her.

Rebecca had been staying at the hospital and hadn't gone back home. Seeing Yvette was in good spirits now, she agreed to return.

"Yvette, get some rest. I'll come by tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Mom." Yvette's affectionate gaze made Rebecca's heart melt. After giving the caregiver detailed instructions on how to take good care of Yvette, she finally left.

As soon as Rebecca left, the weak gentleness on Yvette's face disappeared instantly. She asked the caregiver to bring her phone over, and half an hour later, she found an excuse to send the caregiver off to buy something for her. When Yvette was the only one left in the ward, Lago and Jessie, who had been waiting at the hotel nearby, found the right opportunity to sneak in.

Seeing Yvette lying weakly on the hospital bed, looking as fragile as a paper figure, Jessie couldn't help but sob while covering her mouth.

"My poor girl, you hurt like this and I can't even take care of you..."

yet." Jessie let out a hiccup through her sobs, feeling wronged

bed. "I asked Dr. Jenkins, and he said the surgery went smoothly. After a week of rest, you can be discharged. This time, you're incredibly fortunate to have escaped with your life!" "Fortunate? You

words. "Well, no one could have

thought it would be

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but after a few sarcastic

I'd leave without dragging Shakira

said this, Jessie stole a glance at Yvette to see

are the most vulnerable for Yvette, with Rebecca taking care of her every day. Yvette

to stop her from

upon hearing this, Yvette darkened her face. "Humph, I wondered why she'd be so kind and take care of me all the time Apparently,

can't bear to

the story, sharing the same concerns as Jessie. They both feared Yvette had a soft spot for the Nelson family. "Well, it's true. Shakira is her own flesh and blood. It's different." Yvette's expression

we care about you. Right after the accident, we got a hotel room nearby and kept tabs on your condition, just so we could be here immediately if anything came up." Yvette scoffed, "Oh, and

brought someone you've always wanted to see." As Lago spoke, Jessie couldn't wait to open the door, and a slender elderly man with gray hair slowly walked in.... These days, Shakira was so busy she

her to confirm the 3% of Lopez

tech, medicine, and hotels, all the way down to the little things like courier services, milk shakes,

covered almost every industry that mattered to the people. Wow, this wasn't just